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Wilde,
Oscar
An Anglo-Irish playwright, novelist, poet, short story writer and Freemason.. Irish writer playwright and poet
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Les Silhouettes
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Written by:
Oscar
Wilde
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The sea is flecked with bars of grey,
The dull dead wind is out of tune,
And like a withered leaf the moon
Is blown across the stormy bay.
Etched clear upon the pallid sand
Lies the black boat: a sailor boy
Clambers aboard in careless joy
With laughing face and gleaming hand.
And overhead the curlews cry,
Where through the dusky upland grass
The young brown-throated reapers pass,
Like silhouettes against the sky.
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